Realistic shatters

I'm a runaway,
Escaping immortality,
Chasing melee,
Maybe I'm just a stupid little technicality.

Glitching everywhere,
Being shot in my chest,
Not a single care,
And not knowing my best.

Loathing love

The lovers floating away,
Oblivious to me,
Guess I'm havin' a bad-bad day.
Oh god. What did I do.

Strolling around,
Hands in my pockets,
Looking at the ground,
At the chalk hearts with crosses in em'

Walkin in circles,
Same enviornmental,
Same people and dogs,
With the same aparment rentals.

Sittin on the bench,
Cradling my head,
Can you please leave,
I hate everyone.

What I got to do,
To have a good day,
None of that loving,
On this stupid holiday.

Valentines,
Secret admirers,
Some cheap damn chocolates,
And that stupid school dance.

What I gotta do,
To have a good day,
Just go out on my own,
And plug my own ears.

Idiotic love,
Rushing to conclusions,
Breakin up,
Repeat the process.

I can't understand,
Why its even primary,
What I gotta do?
For them to leave me alone.

"No I'm not going".
"You already know my views,
No one wants to ask,
An asexual, jerk.

I try bein nice,
It ends up getting weird,
That's when I decided,
That I really hate love.

Messin with people,
Tricking and using,
Seems all bad,
At least that's all I've gotten.

What am I going to do,
Why am I here,
Who am I really,
And will someone love my hate.

Common interests,
Attractive traits,
That's all they think you need,
To be quote the one.

Id rather die,
Then waste my life,
With some fool,
Who doesn't even know me.

Now, what I gotta do.
To open up my mind,
Tears flying 'cross my face,
And I don't even know why.

RP: Jacquotte #2

(Second part of Jacquotte)
We continued down the alley, when I started running as fast as I could to try and lose the dumb-asses. I sure lost them alright. They were slow and obese, they didn't stand a chance against my small, skinny body. But I was still strong and tall. I knew that I was almost there, so I put my hood on and stopped running. I needed to save up my energy for the "client". I tried to open the gate, but it had a pass-code lock on it. I immediately called my colleague Jamie. She knew about hacking things. She told me to take a picture of the lock and send it to her. So I did as I was told and I sent her the image. She told me the code right away.
"How?" I asked Jamie.
"A magician never gives away her secrets." She replied, and then hung up. I loved Jamie for her amazing personality. She was basically a girl version of me. We were both very shady and mysterious.that's what made us interesting. I had known Jamie since I was born. We were both born into rich, jerk families. I ran away when I was 13 though. I ran away from my life. From my brothers and sisters.

RP: Jacquotte #1

I was assigned two idiots. After working for 15 years at the agency, they still stuck me in a group with two hellish idiots. Incompetent fools! I wanted to murder them on the spot! But we were assigned to kill one person.

"Come on, dumb ass!" I whispered to the slow one.

"You don't have to be so mean..." Robert replied.

"Yeah, that hurt my feelings!" Richard added.

"Feelings? You guys are worried a out feelings? You really are a couple of idiots aren't you... you can't rely on feelings when you are a murderer!" I whispered.

They kept talking, but their talking was blocked out by my mind. I was thinking about how I just wanted to get this mission over with.

"Hey boss, I think I saw someone." Richard said.

"You've gotta be shitting me." I sarcastically said.

"Is that bad?" Robert asked.

"We are in a city. People LIVE in cities. Now shut up and follow me." My french accent was very thick and i am pretty sure that they couldn't tell what I was saying so I just continued down the alley. 

RP: Angela #2

(Second post of Angela, so if you haven't read the first one, then you will probably be confused!)
I looked at my gun and noticed that I only had one bullet left. I had to make this count. The bulletproof song came into my head. I thought to myself, and knew that I couldn't shoot straight forward. He would just dodge it again!so I pointed the gun to a flagpole and he looked at me confused. It hit the flagpole and bent it, then bouncing off and going straight through his body. Blood gushed out of him and he fell to the ground. I felt relief, and then the guilt came pouring in on me. It dumped its disgusting feeling onto me and shoved it in my face. I could not escape it. Then a miracle happened. He limped over and stood up. He stood up! He reached inside of his body and pulled out the bullet. The blood disapeared and the wound in his stomach healed completely. The only trace of him being shot, was that I had no bullets left. I looled at the ammo of my gun, and behold. I had one bullet left again. Had I imagined it?

RP: Angela #1

I looked out my window of my car, a frightened look on my face. The girl had not done anything wrong! It was a tall man, with dark black hair and his soul as dark as his hair. He was about to slit a small girls throat. But no one else seemed to notice. I looked through my purse to try and find something to help the girl, and I found my gun! I opened the window, and my hands were shaking. Was I really about to kill someone? I had too. I shot. Everything in slow motion. The dark-haired boy moved as fast of the speed of light, and he dodged it.
"How?" I murmured to myself. He glanced at me, and let the girl go. I felt a weight of trouble lift off of my shoulders. He had forgotten the girl.
He looked at me again and grinned. I managed a grin back, even though I knew that I was lying. I was about to kill this man...
(Okay..so guys basically I will title this story to Angela, and

more to her in another post. Also I will have other stories going on, with other names.)

Rio Palio post #2

So I just wanted to inform you guys that a lot of my posts will have links to my stories. DO NOT COPY MY WORK! That is illegal!
I am starting a story about Rio Palio's childhood, so that will be up soon... and I have 23 and more stories in progress....
Here a picture I found that looks similar to what Rio looks like in my head... but not exact:

He is cool, right?